Teng Yue's face showed a playful smile, and said: "I didn't expect it to be you, that's great, you ranked first in the personal points just now, and I ranked second, but I wasn't convinced." ”

"I'll convince you. Fang Feiyang walked towards the ring.

But Teng Yue kept talking: "Hey, do you have any magic weapons? If not, go find one now, so as not to have so many excuses after losing!"

"Is this necessary?" Fang Feiyang said in a cold voice, in the dream trial just now, his cultivation had been raised to the realm of a first-level soul guard, and the "Demon Suppression Demon Suppression Map" had also undergone a reborn change, which gave him strong confidence.

However, before the words fell, I heard Elder Feng Taishang say on the side, "Yes!"

Fang Feiyang turned his head in confusion, but saw Elder Feng Taishang reach into his arms, take a sword and come out, and said, "Zhutian Dao has a magic weapon, don't we have it in the Yunhai Immortal Sect?"

"This ...... I don't have to. Fang Feiyang didn't want to take it, but Chen Xiaosheng sent the voice over in time: "Take it, don't forget that there may be some twists and turns in the Yaochi Wonderland later, try not to show all your strength now." ”

Fang Feiyang's heart sank, and he subconsciously reached out and took it.

I didn't look carefully just now, but now that the sword was in his hand, Fang Feiyang naturally wanted to take a look.

I saw that this was a sheathed long sword, about three feet long and about one finger wide, the dragon swallowed the golden entanglement, and the scabbard was covered with fine cloud patterns, although it was not unsheathed, but it had faintly revealed a murderous aura.

I don't know why, although the sword is not unsheathed, Fang Feiyang always faintly feels a sense of familiarity, as if he has seen it somewhere.

However, now is not the occasion to ask questions, Fang Feiyang can only charge the wind and the Supreme Elder bowed down and said, "Thank you Master for the sword." ”

"Don't thank me, it's your own, I'm just returning it to its owner. ”

Seeing that Fang Feiyang didn't seem to react, Elder Feng Taishang added another sentence: "Cai Yan Cai Huang and the two of them asked me to tell you that this repaired "broken love" is the most outstanding work in their lives. ”

Hearing him say this, Fang Feiyang suddenly realized, no wonder he looked at this sword so familiarly, it turned out that this was the "Broken Love" fairy sword.

Half a year ago, Fang Feiyang went to the Yan Prison with the "Broken Love" Immortal Sword and a large batch of superb materials, and asked Cai Yan and Cai Huang to help repair it, and the two Supreme Elders also agreed to his request.

However, just when the two Supreme Elders couldn't be distracted by refining their swords, Yang Shiyi brazenly launched a sneak attack, causing heavy losses to the Yan Prison, and even the two Supreme Elders were trapped at the bottom of the Yan River and could not get out.

Later, thanks to Fang Feiyang, he stepped forward and took over the crisis of the Yan Prison, and the two Supreme Elders also got out of trouble from the bottom of the Yan River, but the refining of the "Broken Love" could not be interrupted, so the two of them retreated in the Yan Prison, and there has been no news of them since then.

Before coming to participate in the cultivation exchange conference this time, Fang Feiyang also went to the Yan Prison once, but the door was closed, and he did not see Cai Huang and Cai Yan, the two Supreme Elders.

The repair of the "Broken Love" Immortal Sword was an extremely delicate matter, and Fang Feiyang didn't want to lose a big deal because of a small loss, so he didn't bother rashly, but left alone.

He originally thought that it would take a while for this sword to get his hands on it, but he didn't expect that it would be in the hands of Elder Feng Taishang, which really gave him a hint of surprise.

At this moment, "broken love" was in his hand, although it had not yet been unsheathed, Fang Feiyang had already felt a sharp murderous aura coming from the scabbard, and there was a faint throbbing connected to his own blood.

A sense of pride arose spontaneously from his chest, Fang Feiyang raised the sword in his hand at Elder Feng Taishang, and said with a smile: "Master, do you have any other orders?"

"I can't talk about orders, I just have one thing I want to say!" Elder Feng Taishang glanced at Teng Yue in the ring and said, "Give me a beating!"

"No problem!" Fang Feiyang shrugged his shoulders and walked onto the stage with the "Broken Love" Immortal Sword in his hand.

What the two of them said just now was not transmitted by sound, so everyone present could hear it clearly, and when Fang Feiyang walked up to the stage, everyone's eyes were focused on the sheathed long sword in his hand.

Because too much time has passed, no one in the cultivation world knows about the reputation of the "Broken Love" Immortal Sword, and at this moment the long sword is not unsheathed, although it looks gorgeous on the outside, but no one can guess what kind of quality it has.

"Hmph, it's kind of pretending. Teng Yue watched Fang Feiyang step by step into the ring, a disdainful expression appeared on his face, and said: "It's just a broken sword, to put it seriously, I just don't know if there is real material!"

"Do you want to try?" Fang Feiyang didn't draw his sword, but just walked to a distance of about ten meters and stood quietly.

For some reason, Teng Yue suddenly felt an inexplicable pressure in his heart, and the air around him seemed to have become stagnant, making him unable to breathe.

Fang Feiyang was standing there, but it made him feel like a mountain was standing up for no reason.

"Damn, my cultivation is obviously higher than that of my opponent, why do you have such an illusion?" Teng Yue felt a little weak in his heart, but his mouth was arrogant, and he said, "Draw your sword!"

As he said this, he secretly tightened the fishing net magic weapon in his hand, and streams of pure soul power flowed on it, ready to defend.

"Are you sure?"

"Draw your sword!" Teng Yue yelled.

"As you wish!" Fang Feiyang said indifferently, his right hand had already landed on the hilt of the sword before his words fell.

"Choking ......" A distant sword roar came, and the "Broken Love" fairy sword appeared in front of the public again after thousands of years.

I saw that the hilt of the sword was inlaid with a crescent-shaped white scale, and the blade of the sword was like a pool of autumn water, flashing with a strange light, and a blood groove opened from the hilt to the tip of the sword, and there seemed to be golden blood flowing in the blood trough.

The blade of the sword was curled like a crescent moon, like the teeth of a giant beast, and near the hilt of the sword, there was a pearl-like inlay, faintly emitting a dense mist, and the light on it distorted automatically, revealing all kinds of magnificent and magnificent scenes around it.

When the entire sword was completely presented in front of everyone, a majestic dragon roar came from the distant sky, mixed with the sound of the sword, and resounded throughout the world.

Fang Feiyang casually held a sword flower, and the "Broken Love" fairy sword slowly slashed through a semicircle in front of him, and as the blade slided, a white sword qi visible to the naked eye gradually condensed into the image of a swimming dragon, first the dragon tail, then the dragon body, dragon claws, dragon neck, and finally the dragon head was condensed and formed.

The audience suddenly applauded, and people who knew the goods couldn't help but shout: "The sword qi has turned into a shape, and it is really extraordinary!" (To be continued.) )